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Current Two 4+ year long RPs completed within 20 days of each other - now THAT'S what we're talking about!
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Congratulations to the cast of the Gifted, we just finished our RP after almost four years! Excelsior!
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It's official - accepted an offer and I am going to grad school next year! :) #DrMorose
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Congratulations to the Gifted for hitting 500 IC posts and to Darke Magyk for completing the RP! Excelsior!
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Pronouns: She/Hers
Languages: English, French
Current Bio Theme: Beelzebub / Good Omens
Previous Bio Themes: Lorna Dane; Sylvie Laufeydattir; Ahsoka Tano; Harley Quinn; Mood Board / Wanda Maximoff; Bernadette Rostenkowski; Fiona Goode; Sally; Scott Lang; Felicity Smoak; Nico Minoru; The Frost Triplets; Gertrude Yorkes; Violet Harmond; Clint Barton; Lorna Dane; Selesia Upitiria; James March; Tony Stark; Olivia Moore; Harley Quinn

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🌈👻 Leda Storm 👻🌈

Location: Tartarus
Skills: N/A

"There's a ravine up ahead - loads of rocks and dead trees, should give decent cover. And there's a stream near it, for the living to have some water," Leda explained, as she guided Mads to the location she had found. It'd be safe enough for now, a temporary base of operations, but one that they would still need to abandon. They needed to keep on making progress towards the Doors - they could rest for a little bit, but they'd need to move again.

There were no monsters around at the moment, not that Leda could see at least. Maybe they'd have a chance to get some rest. Leda didn't particularly feel tired, but she had to imagine that Mads must have. If anything, Leda's mind was running a thousand miles a minute and some time to just think could do her good.



☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

Location: Lotus Hotel and Casino
Skills: N/A

Nancy had been thinking about joining the Hunt for a while now. But it wasn't the time. She couldn't make a vow to Diana, not until she fulfilled the vows she'd made to other people - to Rome and to Mads and Niah. Her oath was not hers to give - and maybe it never would be. Maybe she would die righting this wrong, die bringing Mads back, die defending Rome. She was her people's praetor, a responsibility that she could not shirk so easily, especially after New Rome fell under her leadership. She had to see this through before she could move on - before she could make this vow.

She shook her head, even as mixed emotions overfilled her. "I can't swear that vow to you. Not yet," Nancy explained. Her body was thick and heavy with grief - it was a miracle that she could keep her tone steady, that she could hold the shattered pieces of herself together. "Not until they're okay." Mads and Rome. Rome and Mads. She was tied to them - a cord that was not so easily replaced.

And Zeke was right. They had to leave. The last time Nancy had been here, decades had passed. A lump formed in her throat.


Guin Stark

Location: X-Mansion
Skills: N/A
~Fit Check~

Guin rolled her eyes slightly at Pietro, before bracing herself mentally for the inevitable burning pain in her lungs from a long run, and she took off at a light job after Annie. Running was always fine at first, but she found that her attention tended to slip and wane, and she didn't genuinely enjoy doing it very much. It was good for her, yes, but at what cost? She held her arms by her side, her hands folded into loose fists as she ran.

"If they have a mission for us, we better start charging," Guin joked. "Or at the very least, have them rate us five stars... But I'm guessing they might just be here to hang. Lance's probably been pining over his little girlfriend, y'know, and missing her." She was hoping that they didn't have some end of the world apocalyptic event that they needed to help out with - she didn't mind their work, she liked helping people, but she wasn't really feeling like a superhero today. Or lately, even.

Runa tilted her head, still a little lost as to why Lance was saying they could have gone inside to find him. Their method had worked and on Asgard, calling from outside of the home was a common and acceptable practice. However, their confusion slipped as Lance said that it had been some time since he had seen them - which was true. After everything that had happened with Klara, Runa had been helping to care for her. Her visits to Midgard had been few and far between. But to Runa, it hadn't really been that long - her lifespan was on the order of centuries, if not more. A few months was hardly anything. "A short while - perhaps a year or so?" Runa said. "Klara has been... well, she has been improving. Her more recent memories are a blur, but she remembers herself and her family - she knows her people. In time, I expect the rest will come back to her."

Avery Spellman

Location: X-Mansion
Skills: N/A
~Fit Check~

It was probably for the best that Klara didn't remember them - especially given the actions they had taken to defend themself during Loki's cursed game. They'd blown up her eye. She seemed fine now - her eyes looked normal, as if nothing had happened. THey'd done it under a different name with a different face - and it had been in an act of self defense, so hopefully she wouldn't hold a grudge. But either way, it wasn't bad to have a goddess not remember what they'd done. So when Klara apologized, saying that she could've sworn she knew who they were, Avery shrugged their shoulders slightly. "I get that a lot," they said.

They did wish that Ed hadn't immediately reminded Klara that she'd met them before but - well, Klara seemed to be mostly focused on Ed anyways. At any rate, Avery shifted slightly uncomfortably, their body tensing ever to slightly. The goddess offered Ed a protection amulet, one that he accepted - and then offered to give her a tour. "I, um, have things to do - I'll see you all around," they said, somewhat awkwardly. The longer they were around her, the more their heart started to pound, so they got up and left the room quickly.





@BlueSky44@Nallore@Trainerblue192@Achronum@PatientBean@Forsythe@Blizz@Kirah@Natsu
??? - Tue. November 23rd, 2038 - Margaret Carter Institute


@BlueSky44@Kirah: Arcade had summoned Ardere, instructing his sister to remove Andy's corpse. He hadn't wanted it around - it would be for the best if it were destroyed, just as the godling's would be. If Andy suddenly opened her eyes, inheriting some of her mother's dark gift, Arcade did not intend to be around for her to exact her anger on. No, that was what Ardere and Usagi were for. They were disposable.

For all intents and purposes, Andy was dead to the world as Ardere dragged her down to the gym's basement, banging Andy's head against each step with a thud-thud-thud. Usagi was standing guard over Zari - they had the unconscious Asgardian slumped over on a table, a steady IV feeding more and more chemicals into her body. It would be a lethal dose soon enough.

"Aww, happy pride!" Usagi snickered, seeing that Zari's girlfriend was the second victim.

Ardere rolled her eyes, dropping Andy unceremoniously. "More of them should be dead."

"Now now, don't be impatient!" Usagi shook her finger, tsking slightly. "They'll all be dead soon enough!"

@Forsythe: Vicky will regain control of herself and her functions.

@Blizz: Leah sees nothing out of the ordinary.

@Patientbean@Trainerblue192@Natsu: Truthfully, Gideon wasn't super mad about it - she was used to it, at this point, having a near death experience. She had been dying since she was a little kid, when the nuns had tried to murder her along with all the other children. It was boring now, death. Only fighting brought her excitement, brought her a thrill. And as Bowser fell in, the game cheerfully announced their victory - but rather than end, freeing them and letting them back into the real world, the game reloaded.

It wasn't Mario this time - and it wasn't a game that Gideon recognized. Others may however. They were in Phasmaphobia, a horror-ghost hunting game. The group spawned into a small van/truck, where a bulletin board gave some details about the case. They were investigating a ghost named Andy Lensherr, and the ghost responded to everyone, even when not alone. On shelves were various tools that they may need - flashlights, salt, crucifixes, a spirit box, EMF detector, etc etc.

They all looked like themselves again - Gideon once more wearing her signature sunglasses. And they had a new bar, beyond the hearts for their lives - a sanity reading.

"What the fuck is this - Buzzfeed Unsolved?" Gideon scoffed.



April Flynn & Percy Novikov

Location: the Framework - BG3 | Tears of the Kingdom
Skills: Hydrokinesis | Omnilingualism
Fit: Mipha | Gith Rogue


April didn't know very much about this game, but she knew enough to see that there was something weird going on with Vicky. Maybe she was fighting Arcade's control - or maybe it was just a glitch, or just something to trick them into a false sense of security. Either way, she didn't let the shield falter, maintaining the water bubble up around them. It was the only thing that stood between them and death by mud. Her heart was pounding furiously. Her eyes stung with fear and exhaustion.

For a split second, she wondered what her parents would say at her funeral.

She shoved the thought aside frantically, instead watching as her sister did... something. The beast before them divided and split into two, before turning into Link - or at least, April assumed that was Link. One of them was in green, the other dressed in black. "Um, what? Is one of them like... evil? Is this a Star Wars Force Vision type of thing? Or like... the Hot Topic variant?" she asked nervously, as her sister said something about one being Dark Link and a Water Temple - both things that immediately went over April's head.

The Dark Link laughed. "Let's see how you fare against a real threat," he taunted, before jumping up with his sword, arcing down as he slashed at Vicky - she would manage to dodge just in time.

"Wait he talks???" April then shoved her hand forward, throwing the shield at Dark Link - but she missed, soaking Vicky thoroughly instead, with enough force that one of Vicky's lives was deducted. "Oh shit shit shit sorry!!!!"
Percy nodded at Mads' instructions - the strategy seemed sound, and she was definitely more knowledgable about this game than anyone else. He wanted to live, so he'd have to listen to her and trust her judgment. The other person with decent video game knowledge meanwhile was fixating on how to take a screenshot, seemingly oblivious to the danger that they were in. Percy had to resist the urge to throttle Danni.

As they made their way into the next room, traversing through a sphincter that made Percy nauseous, the sound of banging drifted to his ears. There were pods all over the place, veins connecting them to the ground, throbbing like nerves. In the middle of the room were a bunch of people, strapped down and connected to some sort of strange device - and a series of buttons.

Nothing had attacked them - yet.

"So... What exactly is the goal of this game? Besides being disgusting?" Percy asked Mads. He then frowned, studying some of the symbols on the control panel - the one that seemed connected to the unconscious people. One of the symbols translated for him - terminate. Another was - unleash.

The banging continued - only growing louder and louder. "LET ME OUT!"







🌈👻 Leda Storm 👻🌈

Location: Tartarus
Skills: Superspeed

Leda nodded, listening to the criteria. It was going to be a long journey - and she wasn't even sure if time moved normally in Tartarus as compared to the rest of the world. For everything that she knew about the gods, she knew frighteningly little about where they were now. But she had her speed, and that was an asset. "'Course, everyone knows that the high ground is for winners," Leda agreed, as she exited the cave with Mads. Mads seemed remarkably well adjusted to all of this - and Leda didn't know if it was just a mask or if she also felt terrified.

"Hm, I s'pose monsters do eat for more than, just, recreation," she commented - perhaps a bit foolishly. Monsters loved to eat demigods all the time, but Leda had never really considered whether they needed to eat. They reformed and turned into dust when they died, and they were monsters, so she'd never really thought of them as truly living, breathing creatures that would need food. But that was obviously the case - she hoped - and that there'd be food down here. Not that Leda herself needed food. She was dead, after all. "Though I think the food and water is more of a you problem than a me problem."

But nonetheless, Leda gave her a wink before taking off at a dash. The immediate area seemed clear, so she let herself use her speed, scouting ahead quickly. At first, she couldn't find much of anything. But eventually, she found a nearby ravine, featuring dead trees and rocks that would provide cover - and a pond with clean water for Mads. Racing on back, Leda then relayed her findings. "C'mon, follow me."



☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

Location: Lotus Hotel and Casino
Skills: Prophecy

Nancy's hearing muffled, her vision blurring as her body sank into the vision - as her limbs shook and twitched, her corporeal form no longer her own. And she was no longer in the place of her greatest tragedies, her spirit gone from the Lotus Hotel. No, instead she was in a famous scene - a park she had seen time and time again on the silver screen. With the skyline, it was unmistakable. It was Central Park. This was New York - Greek territory. She was not alone either. Diana's hunters were with her, as were Niah (her heart ached), some of the Greeks, and two faces she did not recognize. A newspaper blew by in the wind, indicating the date - July 4th.

But that wasn't what caught her attention. No, it was the Doors of Death. They were here. She reached out instinctively, wishing to pry them open and force Mads back to her, but the vision faded away, disintegrating to dust before her eyes. Her cards were spilled on the floor, dirt sullying the gleaming gold backings. And she was on the floor, the sobs still ripping themselves from her throat as her lady - as her goddess - swore on the Styx that she would help, that she would use her hunters to find the Doors, to save Mads.

Her lips twitched.

Demetri said that they had to leave now - that they had to return to Camp.

Rome needed her.

No, Rome needed Mads. Nancy needed Mads.

Janelle's vision detailed them making it to Tartarus, to a shrine of Mercury.

They couldn't wait months. She couldn't just go back to Camp Half-blood and wait, waiting for the doors to open. "Let me come with you - let me help your hunters look," Nancy asked. "The Doors will be in Central Park on July 4th. But Mads can't - I can't - wait that long."


Guin Stark

Location: X-Mansion
Skills: N/A
~Fit Check~

Guin shrugged, her tongue poking out slightly between her teeth. "I know, I really am the nicest person on Earth." Her eyes were twinkling with amusement - and it matched her internal feeling as well. Sure, things were a little rough around the edges at the moment, but she did genuinely feel okay - at least now, at least here. Standing outside, chatting with Pietro and Annie, it was a little easier to put all of the mess and the drama behind her and focus on the moment.

"Yeah, what'd'ya say, Piet? Want to go for a walk while Annie and I jog?" Guin teased. She knew that going at their pace would seem mindbogglingly slow to him - like a video game character suddenly forced down to just a small fraction of their speed. But it'd be nice to have him around regardless - and it would be good for him, too. He was always so attached to her that Guin was worried at times that he didn't have many friends, even on the team. Hanging with another person could help.
Runa tilted their head at Lance, a bit perplexed by his critique. "But I did call? That was what I just did - I called for you and you came," Runa summarized. The nuances of Midgardian culture and customs were lost on them at times. While they had memories from that false existence created by the Scarlet Witch, they were just a drop in the bucket of Runa's long life. And even then, only the important things had remained - the finer points of Midgardian life was quickly becoming lost on her.

She nodded as Klara said she had someone to speak to, paying it little mind. She trusted her cousin.

"All is well, thank you," Runa said, nodding their head at Bethany. "How do you fare?"

Avery Spellman

Location: X-Mansion
Skills: N/A
~Fit Check~

Avery didn't recognize the voice immediately, but when it was placed for them, they remembered. They had met the Asgardians once before, right before they'd left the mansion briefly with Mira and Carolina to take care of some family drama. They'd been trapped inside a Jumanji game, held inside by Loki - and when the Asgardians had been unleashed, they had attacked them, attacked the X-Men. Hopefully this wasn't a repeat of anything like that. Avery didn't really look forward to the idea of dealing with Loki once again.

A water bubble drifted into the library, and they raised an eyebrow, trying to remember which Asgardian had water theming - but the question was answered before it was asked, as Klara came into the room, talking to Edus specifically. Avery didn't know if anything had really happened with the Asgardians since Jumanji, and they couldn't remember if Klara had been particularly fond of Edus in particular. So as was their nature, Avery nodded slightly in greeting, but remained quiet - they were a bit anxious from a relatively unknown person entering the conversation anyways.




@BlueSky44@Nallore@Trainerblue192@Achronum@PatientBean@Forsythe@Blizz@Kirah@Natsu
??? - Tue. November 23rd, 2038 - Margaret Carter Institute


Arcade looked on in satisfaction, watching as his victims struggled in their new environments - and how poor Vicky was so easily brought to heel. It'd been a stroke of luck when he'd found out one of his 'teammates' had been robotic - he'd already crafted the Usagi puppet, and through repeated training exercises in the Framework and under Usagi's supervision, he had been able to obtain the data he needed. And now, Vicky was his. And his alone.

"You're doing great work," he murmured to the pixels on the screen, before standing up from his seat and walking over to the tanks. Andy's lifeless body was suspended. Her vital signs were nonexistent. "So much for immortality, little god."

@Forsythe: Vicky tries to purge herself again of Arcade's influence, of his programming and control. But the more that she struggles, the harder the task becomes - the more Arcade's programming courses through her system, binding itself to her, the code like chains. And whispered into her mind, she can hear Arcade's voice - "you're doing great work."

@Patientbean@Trainerblue192@Natsu: "Works for me!" Gideon preened, bouncing back and forth between her feet eagerly. She was more than happy to be on duty clearing a path - and she didn't know the extent of her immortality, but death didn't scare her. It never had. She was supposed to have died as a kid, just another sacrifice. And she was still here. If she went out, she was going to do it like a boss.

"Why Mads?" Gideon asked, despite Dorian saying that he'd explain after.

Surprisingly, the plan went extremely well - Gideon and Dorian managed to clear a path for them, Mary Sue creating the constructs needed to help block anything that was incoming. There hadn't been a need just yet for Sabine to do the flash save trick, and they were able to make good progress as a group - so good that it wasn't long until they found themselves deep in the castle, face to face with the big man himself - Bowser.

"Wait, I thought there was gonna be a princess here for us to save?" Gideon whined.



April Flynn & Percy Novikov

Location: the Framework - BG3 | Tears of the Kingdom
Skills: Hydrokinesis | Temporal Teleportation
Fit: Mipha | Gith Rogue


April screamed as Andy died, her last remaining hearts evaporating into the aether. Was Andy... dead? Was Arcade telling the truth? Or was it all just a trick, a cruel joke? Had she just seen someone die before her eyes? Her heart was pounding so quickly she was certain it was about to burst, to pop like a balloon and spray its contents everywhere. Andy was dead... And if Andy was dead, what if other people were dead too? What if everyone she cared about was dead? She didn't know what had happened to the others, didn't know what had happened with Danni and Dori, with Sabine and Leah, with Mads...

She tried to breathe, to steady herself, as the Vicky creature turned to lock onto her - as her sister took charge, executing a strategy and telling April what to do. "O-o-okay!" Her body was shaking as she tried to conjure up a bubble of water over and over again, failing to do so until on the third try, when a watery shield formed around herself and Zelda. "Sh-shield up, what now?"

Her hands were so cold. Or, her fins. She could barely feel them.

Andy was dead.

Dead.

April didn't know what to do.

She didn't want this - didn't want any of this.

Despite the explanations, Percy still had no idea what was happening here. This squishy organ of a vessel was supposedly a Nautiloid - something that he had never heard of before, so it gave him little context. The flying red infants with bloodied drool - the imps - at least made somewhat sense. They were things that were attacking them and in the interest of living, they needed to kill them first. He didn't wish to die, he particularly didn't want to die inside of a video game, so he could handle this course of action...

... Even though everyone around him looked almost unrecognizable. He didn't know the words to describe the others, not properly. Danni was gigantic and scaly, lizard like, draconic. His sister looked like him, like some sort of squashed toad. Leah was a type of ogre, perhaps reminiscent of Shrek? And then Mads was a demon of some sort. But none of the words felt right - the descriptions were close, but there were subtle differences, changes to the character design that felt important, and yet, were things he couldn't help but overlook.

"You are not photographing me like this," Percy snapped at Danni. "I will kill you if you do." He didn't know if cameras existed in this game, and he didn't plan to find out.

Everyone else took their turn, and finally, Percy found that he was able to move his body. He teleported forward, appearing next to one of the imps - only two remained - and he plunged a dagger into its side, killing it instantly. He then tried to teleport again, only to find his feet rooted in place. So instead he walked up to the last imp, noting that it didn't seem to be able to move - did the imps have to wait to take a turn too? - before he drove his dagger in, killing it and ending the combat.

There was a rising slope before them, with sinew like rope ladders to help them ascend - and an opening that seemed to go deeper into the ship. But now with the combat ended, Percy took in their surroundings better - saw the red dragons circling, the ash and sulfur in the air. It was strange but... it was beautiful, too.





Guin Stark

Location: X-Mansion
Skills: N/A
~Fit Check~

Guin didn't jump when Pietro appeared with a rush of air - she was used to his sudden appearances. And thanks to their psychic rapport, she always had a bit of a sense as to where he was. There wasn't much he could do to surprise her anymore, for better or for worse. She knew that he had to be beating himself up a bit because of that - that he hadn't been there to stop her from relapsing, as much as she didn't want that guilt on his shoulders. It'd been her decision and hers alone. So the responsibility then was only hers - it couldn't be his job to watch her all the time. "I'm okay," Guin said honestly. I'm not going to go take any more pills, honest. Annie didn't need to hear that part.

She squinted her eyes though, jumping slightly as there was a blaring beam of light out of nowhere - and then two Asgardians on the mansion grounds, a sigil now burned into the grass. Ordinarily, this might've been cause to tell Annie that they needed to take a rain check on the run - but Guin guessed the Asgardians were just here to see Lance, as Lance was dating one of them, the Goddess of Goths herself. "Umm... How about the half loop? So I don't die choking on my own breath," Guin joked. "I've been spoiled with this one just picking me up and carting me off any time running is required," she said, elbowing Pietro slightly.

Guin did, however, throw a wave at the Asgardians.


Runa glanced around at her surroundings, taking in the scene. She saw a few familiar X-Men on the lawn - Guinevere, Antoinette, Pietro. But Lance was nowhere to be seen. She frowned. Had he not received her scrying message from earlier, announcing her intentions to come by for a visit? She had made a new gown for the occasion - a traditional Asgardian dress, with rich blacks and a soft hood. Runa tossed the hood back, before nodding in Guinevere's direction. "Aye, this is their stronghold," Runa confirmed for Klara.

She then concentrated, casting a spell to amplify her voice, before sending booming echoes throughout the entire mansion -
LANCE, SON OF BANNER, WHERE ART THOU?




Avery Spellman

Location: X-Mansion
Skills: N/A
~Fit Check~

Avery nodded slightly. It was a little weird how... mundane it all seemed. Talking about letters and cellphones, and making appeals to different members of the family. The drama itself, while revolving around magic and whatnot, was also pretty normal when it came down to things - sexism and estrangement causing division amongst a family. Despite having their own family drama - well, this was their family drama now, too, but a year ago it hadn't been - Avery still was a little surprised at how simple the solutions were. How just... normal it all was. The people that had turned their backs on their mother, they were just people.

"Carolina was really helpful with the curse on my - on my side of the family," Avery offered. Not everything had gone to plan, but without Carolina and Mira, things would've ended up much, much worse. So they didn't doubt that Carolina could be helpful here - even if possession would probably invalidate any documents signed once discovered. There had to be rules and laws regarding that. "Is there... is there anything I could do to help?" they then offered tentatively. They weren't magic, not the way Ed was, and they weren't a boy, so they didn't know how much influence they could really have over that side of the family... but if they could help, they would.

A booming voice then shook the library, asking for Lance. "...What?" Avery murmured, tilting their head. "Are we... under attack?"


🌈👻 Leda Storm 👻🌈

Location: Tartarus
Skills: N/A

The call was over - her mum was doing them a huge favor as it was, and Leda didn't dare whine and complain. The goddess had already been kind enough to let them make a second call. So instead, she studied Mads warily for a moment - wondering if that call had helped her morale or killed it. She hadn't wanted to eavesdrop really, but the sounds of battle were hard to mistake. "Come on," Leda nudged, holding out her hand. "Let's go find these doors."

She had a bit of an idea of something that could make things easier, at least when they got to the final dash. Mads was a witch - she had magic. And Leda was incredibly fast. If Mads could make some sort of area of effect thing happen, something that moved with them, Leda could then rush them through the swarm of monsters faster than the monsters could react, paving their way to the door through fire. It'd be risky, and not something they'd be able to pull off over and over again though - even monsters could learn - so it'd have to wait till they were closer.



☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

Location: Lotus Hotel and Casino
Skills: N/A

The call dropped, as did Nancy's heart. She barely got to say anything to Mads, to really understand that one of her best friends was still there, somehow, before it was over. Before Mads was gone. But at the same time, she was so close - they were at the Doors of Death on their end, and if Mads walked on through... she'd be alive again. The world would right itself. It was all she could do to keep her muscles from spasming, her breath even and steady, her hands from shaking. She could save Mads. She could do it. It was all going to be okay. It was all...

The doors vanished.

The giant collapsed, a mess of dust.

"NO!" Nancy screamed.

She rushed to where the Doors of Death had been, banging her fists against the solid wall. Her hands ached, doubtlessly bruising, but she didn't care. She was screaming at the universe itself, tears pouring down her face as her hope died. "Mads!" Nancy screamed again, kicking at the wall now. But it was still just a wall - the doors were gone. It was over.

They'd failed.

"MADS!" she howled.




Guin Stark

Location: X-Mansion
Skills: N/A
~Fit Check~



Guin tilted her head slightly, hearing Annie’s new turn of phrase. But she smiled as she did so. It was odd, but that was so perfectly Annie that it didn’t phase her. She had grown up with occasional interactions with Thor, so hearing people speak out of time wasn’t unusual in itself - just unusual for someone who had grown up in the current century. But it endeared Annie to her all the same.

Guin bowed her head slightly. ”Enchantée.” She resisted the urge to do a sweeping bow or a curtsey - she didn’t want Annie to think she was making fun of her. With most people, she wouldn’t have cared. But with her friends, she did. ”Yeah, that’d be great - how much more did you plan on doing?” she asked, mentally calculating how much she was willing to get herself in for. The runs were good and helpful, but at the same time, they really sucked. Guin didn’t exactly enjoy exercise.



Avery Spellman

Location: X-Mansion
Skills: N/A
~Fit Check~



”I’m good - yourself?” Avery asked Carolina, their cheeks reddening ever so slightly. They’d been through a lot together. They’d always seen Carolina as a friend - but now they were starting to see the potential of something more. But that was scary and meant risking the friendship, so Avery was doing their very best not to act on it. Carolina was too important to them to lose.

The relationship they had with Ed was becoming increasingly important as well, even as Avery felt still a little lost as to how to navigate it. The politics of Ed’s - of their family - was somewhat over their head. They knew the basics of it all, but the names were hard to hold onto. Even the rules and the lore was a bit to take him, even if the broad strokes were clear. So as Ed explained his conflict with his grandfather and Cousin Lucas, Avery tried to categorize them in their mind - to build out that tree, that web.

“So what are you going to do then? If Lucas is telling lies about you…”



🌈👻 Leda Storm 👻🌈

Location: Tartarus
Skills: N/A

While Madalyne talked to her friend, Leda stood back, a bit to the side. Aside from the fact that she was supplying the rainbow, of course. Madalyne had given her privacy when she talked to her girlfriend, so she figured she could return the favor here. However, that didn't mean that Leda was blind - that she couldn't see the shimmering image in the Iris Message, that she couldn't see the fight at hand. She recognized a few faces - Kristin and Zeke, and some of the other demigods from Camp. Her eyes widened though, realizing that they had gods with them - that they weren't alone in the fight.

Maybe if she and Kiera and Sera hadn't been alone, she wouldn't have died.

The thought smarted and stung.

And as much as Leda had issues with Kristin and Zeke, she didn't wish death on them. Especially not now, especially not with the emptiness she was feeling - the realization that this wasn't some reward for glory, that demigods' deaths were tragic and needless, not filled with meaning as she had once believed.



☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

Location: Lotus Hotel and Casino
Skills: Archery

Nancy's heart stopped. The color in her world seemed to drain away, everything cast into various shades of gray - everything but the image before her, but the vivid rainbow hues that came together to make a face she hadn't seen in what felt like an eternity - the face of one of her two soulmates, the face of a dead girl. Mads. Mads. "Mads!" Nancy exclaimed. She didn't know what else to say. She was too stunned.

Her vision snapped back into focus, as she saw their foe be restrained - and while her mind and heart were shocked, focused on Mads and just the reality of seeing her again, that she was... somewhere - that she was... safe? - that she was Mads. Her body took over, loosing arrows into her opponent - the first missed, the second hit the shoulder, the third the belly.

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